What's Desire?

One: The Submission Game

Jack got off the two hour flight and stretched openly. He had two thousand dollars in his pocket from what Boz had given him to find her. Her name was Silvia, he didn't anymore than that. He walked out of the terminal of the airport, took the sunglasses off and pulled her photo out of his pocket. It was black-and-white and a side shot of her face. She was attractive, very attractive. If he could make out any of her features"¦it would give him something to think about.
He drove to the hotel Boz had set him up in; he had no luggage, he was there to find Silvia, get her on the plane and fly her back that same night. What Boz wanted with her was a mystery to him; and Jack loved mysteries. To tell him what was going on without him figuring it out, he would lose trust in you, showing that you didn't trust him. Jack threw himself on the bed, letting the jetlag wash away. Putting his hands on his face, he rubbed his face and sighed loudly.
Taking the photo out of his pocket and turned it over. Boz had written an address on the back of it. Bad idea, Jack thought, with a devious smile. He sat up again and went to the window. Boca Raton was hot as hell, being seven in the morning; beautiful, yet incredibly hot. Jack tossed the brown hair from his eyes and left out his room again to find this address: 63482 E. Loran Grove.
Getting to the address, he drove into the driveway. The house he eyed was a small bungalow; he hated bungalows. A black Mazda sat in front of him. Taking it to be Silvia's car, Jack got out of his car. He waked over to the back of the car and wrote the license number on the back of the photo. Looking over his shoulder, Jack walked back to his car and drove off. What Jack didn't see was that in the side window of the house, Silvia had been watching him with a curious eye.
Later that evening, Jack found himself driving around like he was exploring a town he had just moved to, when he had to be on a plane in five hours. It was no longer hot, just stupidly humid. His hair was stuck to his forehead and he just got done taking his third shower. He pulled into a local bar, parking, ironically beside a shiny black Mazda.
The bar was full of people. Laughing, talking, and enjoying themselves despite the summer heat. Shoving the keys in his pockets and gazed around for anything suspect. It was in his nature; hired guns had that bad. He found himself spying a young woman at the bar, legs crossed taking in a Fuzzy Navel. She looked bored, very bored. She tossed her black hair behind her ear and took another sip. Before long, Jack found himself beside her.
Silvia didn't see him take a seat, but she did see him take her license number.
"You get the number down correctly?" Silvia said silkily. Jack turned his head and with a raised eyebrow, answered,
"If you're Silvia, then yes,"
Silvia didn't take her eyes off him. She watched him with his scotch with intrigue.
"What does Boz want with you?" Jack finally asked in a low tone. Silvia stirred her drink with her finger. The coldness only added to her slight arousal of Jack's come-hither eyes as he stared her down for an answer,
"Don't know. Why?" she replied. Jack's eyebrow went back up and a sly smile crossed his face as he watched Silvia lick her finger free of the drink.
"Curious," Jack replied. The same smile crossed Silvia's face. Jack wouldn't pull back his stare and his desire was taking over all thought process. Silvia attention went back to her drink. Jack had two thoughts: how to get Silvia onto the plane without scaring the hell out of her and how to take her without raping her. He didn't know what the problem was; he could do both quite easily.
They left the bar at the same time. Walking out into the parking lot, Jack saw Silvia on the passenger's side of his car. He didn't ask, nor did he stop her. This was going to be a win-win situation.
"Take it Boz put you up for the day?" Silvia asked, with a seductive glint in her eye. Jack smiled at that,
"Better than wandering around all day, right?" he said with a wink. In the car, Silvia couldn't keep her hands off Jack's thigh. Her hand would travel so far upward; Jack would cringe from the sensation. He kept his cool without saying a word; to him, this was too easy.
The hotel lobby was completely empty; front desk and all. The elevator went up to the top floor and was delightfully slow. Silvia took it upon herself to pretend that nothing happened in the car and chewed a bit on her fingernails. Jack ran his fingertips up her back and neck, making Silvia quiver. He kept doing it, making her bite her bottom lip slightly. Her fist clenched slightly and soon she was in a liquefied state. The elevator dinged, they got off and two others got on. People were still coming and going, so Jack and Silvia had to behave themselves. Silvia held her wrist to her chest, running devious thoughts through her head. Jack was no better; he wanted her too badly to think about anything but.
Opening the door casually, Jack watched Silvia stroll inside. His eyes travelled down her backside; licking his lips, he could taste her already. Silvia heard the door lock and before she could blink twice, Jack had her involved in the most intense, passionate kiss that she had ever succumbed to. Jack pushed his tongue into her mouth and let it explore, getting small moans from Silvia in return.
Thinking she had properly submitted, Jack was taken when Silvia pushed him against the nearby wall still enthralled in the kiss. His shirt viciously discarded onto the floor. While making steady sensual eye contact, she went for his jeans mercilessly. She was soon thrown off by the break in his stare and the sudden slight roughness Jack applied. He made sure she landed back-first onto the bed. He wasted no time in disposing her clothes in one shift motion.
Running his fingers through her hair, he kissed her neck, receiving a soft satisfied moan. He felt her hand go to the back of his head and message the nape of his neck. When he properly marked her neck, he teased at another kiss, only to drive her even madder. The taste of her silver necklace rested on his tongue still as Jack went to enter her.
Her soft, moist walls welcomed him as Jack took time to slide through. Jack could've stayed right there just for the experience. All ready clutching the sheets, Silvia hadn't felt such pleasure since she could remember. Feeling Jack slip deeper and deeper into her, she knew she was in for the ride of her life. If Jack couldn't get any deeper, she would lose it.
Getting as far as he could go, Jack's rhythm was instantaneous. He threw her arm over his shoulder and dug deeper into her. He was intense for no reason to Silvia; kissing her neck again, she bent one of her knees slid down a bit to get him to go deeper. Without warning, Jack felt Silvia's dainty nails scrape across his shoulder followed by high pitched moan. Silvia bared her forehead into his shoulder; the pleasure was too intense. Her forehead pushed him off, her hand across urged him on.
Silvia's moans got louder and there was a red mark on Jack's shoulder where Silvia scratched. Just to shock her, Jack pulled out of her, only to hear a shaky breath from Silvia. Jack left her neck and went to explore the rest of her quivering form. His tongue left him and went to taste her collarbone. The smell of her Chanel perfume ravished him. Silvia toyed with her necklace, anxiously waiting to feel what he would do next. Her nipples intrigued him by the sight. Carefully allowing the tip of his tongue to tease at them, finally taking them into his mouth and gently licking them in his mouth. Silvia's moans became more urgent.
Silvia's hand that once rested across Jack's shoulder was now running a marathon through his hair. Within a second, she felt a firm grip on her wrist. Jack had once again made eye contact. A sensual yet piercing gaze spoke for him. Silvia seemed to understand as he slowly released her wrist and went back to work. Kissing his way down her torso, he came to her navel; he took longer there than anywhere else. Kissing the receptive area, Silvia couldn't help but get excited (as if she could get anymore!).
She felt his chin slowly slid to her thigh and started to clutch the sheets once again. Jack took his time in this precious area, careful not give Silvia any sudden surprises. He kissed her inner thigh, high enough to get her screaming by just the thought of his tongue inside her. Biting her lip harder than before, she moaned,
"Please"”"
"Uh-uh," Jack said, running his fingers down her navel, making her inhale slowly. He went back to work driving her crazy. Time finally came. His tongue reached her walls, making her insanely scream out in ecstasy. He went full frontal, tasting her as if she were an ice cream bar. With every moan and scream that came from Silvia, Jack thought, mine! She was too sweet for him not to enjoy. Toes curled and sheets nearly torn off, Silvia wanted him to stop; she was going insane.
"Please," she moaned in a whiney tone. She released the sheets and tossed her head back with closed eyes. Jack smiled to himself. He gave her clit one long lick, making her scream and quiver.
Coming up again, Jack licked up her navel until he got up to her chin. Silvia didn't want to play the submission game any longer. Once Jack was at eye level with her, she gained the energy to push him over to the side and on his back. She got on top of him, gently wiping the sweat from his forehead. He gave her a look that told her it was safe to continue. Not only did she, she went for the gusto! She rolled her hips in a way that made him moan, but not climax. Her hand on his chest told him to do nothing but lay and enjoy. She wouldn't go any faster, making Jack annoyed that she would decide to torture him so.
With his hands feeling his way up her waist, Silvia threw his hands away, which only annoyed Jack more. She was throwing him out of control; which he needed for this. Grabbing her in a tight grip around her waist and hoisted himself up in sitting position. Silvia knew she was in trouble from the look he gave her. He was inside her again she wasn't going anywhere nor would she control anything by her own moans, even then, Jack was going to make difficult.
Silvia felt Jack's member quickly moved inside and out all too quickly for her to catch. She wrapped her arms tightly Jack's shoulders, moaning loudly and periodically screaming. Complete music to his ears. His breathing became harder; he ran his fingers through her hair, gently tugging it, so her head tilted back slightly. He went for her neck again. With that and the motions he was making inside, Silvia was crying out endlessly. And to make matters worst, Jack was on his way to his ending.
Jack laid Silvia on her back once more, still inside her. Getting no deeper, he slowed himself to allow Silvia to calm down. Panting slowly, Silvia gave no indication that she no longer wanted his treatment. She put her arm back around his shoulder and took what was left of Jack. It was now or never for Jack as he climaxed. A low groan came from him as he came inside of Silvia. Silvia sighed deeply, feeling him spill. Jack, still restless, pulled Silvia up with him, gently kissing her cheek.
Silvia loosened the hold she had around his neck, breathing as if she had run a 20 twenty mile marathon. Her lips sought out his into a passionate kiss. She wiped the remaining sweat from his forehead; she looked into that same harem gaze, being pulled into a hazel-eyed hypnotic watch, she heard his voice for the first time in two hours,
"That made your day," Jack said. Silvia laughed a bit and said,
"I could've faked it all,"
"Good girl,"
Silvia kissed him again---they had three hours"¦they had a plane to catch.